Chapter 361 The reasons for Qin’s prosperity and the secret of Qin’s decline

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

After Lu Qianqian cast the spell, the entire pre-Qin sword tomb underwent earth-shaking changes.

The ghosts howled and disintegrated inch by inch, and even the space seemed to be shattered into pieces.

The scenery in front of me quickly collapsed and reorganized, and time seemed to be going backwards.

However, Zhao Hao knew that this was not a regression, but an illusion, because those chaotic stars had not changed in any other way.

Soon, the ancient pre-Qin battlefield tens of thousands of years ago was restored in the Sword Tomb.

Those things that once only existed in concepts really appeared in front of Zhao Hao.

Each and every soldier whose name has not been left behind is now a living person.

At this moment, they were facing the sky full of immortals and Buddhas.

Their bodies were trembling slightly, but there was no fear in their hearts.

The power of immortals and Buddhas is like destroying the world.

Just the black clouds that pressed down on the city almost made Zhao Hao breathless. Just at this glance, he could confirm that the Buddhist disciples who fought before were not at the same level as the immortal Buddha in front of him.

But even in the face of such immortals and Buddhas, the soldiers of the Pre-Qin Dynasty did not have any fear.

With the first lightning strike, the war officially began.

In the rain of flesh and blood, Zhao Hao had a deeper understanding of the four words "exchanging lives for lives."

Lu Qianqian pointed in one direction: "That army, from the marshal to the soldiers, everyone is a member of the Ying clan. Their average strength is only one level, but they have caused great harm to the immortals and Buddhas. Do you know

Why?"

Zhao Hao asked: "Why?"

Lu Qianqian looked serious: "Because they are all widowers!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

widower!

This means that all the women and children in the Ying clan have been poisoned.

Lu Qianqian suddenly smiled, her two rows of teeth were white and neat, but extremely sinister: "Do you want to guess how they died?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

How did you die?

Immortals and Buddhas should kill the royal family first!

Although I don’t know how the immortals and Buddhas did it, these people are so fierce that they have a life-or-death feud with the immortals and Buddhas.

But think about it…

If one of his family members died, he would definitely act crazier than them.

Unfortunately, the probability of this happening is not very small.

If you can't get the items in the Pre-Qin Sword Tomb, the probability will become even greater.

Not just my own family.

There may be such a widower in every family in China!

The murderous intention filled Zhao Hao's chest, and it continued to grow stronger day by day.

The days passed day by day.

The murderous intention gradually became numb.

But his heart became stronger day by day.

finally.

Zhao Hao took a deep breath and took a step forward.

The illusion of the ancient battlefield disappeared, but it did not return to the previous scene. Instead, it came to an ancient bronze temple.

Zhao Hao exhaled and turned to look at Lu Qianqian: "Where is this?"

"arrive!"

Lu Qianqian looked at the surrounding environment, her expression full of nostalgia: "This is the place where I was born, and it is also the place where the swords of the pre-Qin warriors were buried."

After saying that, with a wave of his delicate hand, the Yin-Yang Fish in front of the Ancient Bronze Palace suddenly opened, revealing tens of thousands of weapons inside.

The weapon was broken into pieces, but its vigor remained undiminished.

The moment Zhao Hao saw them, he seemed to feel countless sword energies cutting holes on his skin one after another.

This feeling is very familiar.

When the old man came back from the war, he had felt this kind of aura on the Sky-Breaking Halberd. You must know that the Sky-Breaking Halberd is a divine weapon of great fortune.

Could it be that...these weapons have reached the level of the Sky-Breaking Halberd.

Lu Qianqian tilted her head: "Do you want to?"

Zhao Hao swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Yes! But I want to know even more, how these weapons are forged!"

Lu Qianqian shook her head: "I can't help you with this, I can only tell you that all the secrets are in the scabbard of the windlass sword!"

"Scabbard? Where is it?"

Zhao Hao asked expectantly.

Lu Qianqian turned and looked at the door of the ancient bronze palace: "The windlass sword is the sword of Emperor Qin. After Emperor Qin died in battle, no one ever touched his body!"

Zhao Hao's eyes narrowed: "Is the scabbard on Emperor Qin's waist?"

"Um!"

"What about Emperor Qin?"

Zhao Hao looked at the door of the Ancient Bronze Palace and asked subconsciously: "In the palace?"

Lu Qianqian shook her head uncertainly: "I don't know either, because no one can enter the palace except living creatures. The founder of the Han Dynasty did not come here, maybe you can try it!"

"good!"

Zhao Hao nodded. He glanced at the towering bronze palace door and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He walked slowly to the door.

Taking a deep breath, he managed to calm down and placed his hands on the cold bronze.

He exerted slight force, and a burst of light appeared in his arms.

What was shining was none other than the jade seal in Zhao Hao's arms. The jade seal shattered out of thin air and turned into starlight that immersed into the ancient bronze palace.

"Fuck!"

Zhao Hao exclaimed, it was already too late to stop him. What a great weapon for the national destiny was shattered like this?

pain!

It hurts so much!

His heart was bleeding.

Just then.

"Rumble..."

The ancient bronze palace suddenly began to tremble, as if a hand that had been sleeping for thousands of years was slowly waking up.

It, it's alive?

Before Zhao Hao had time to think about it, the door of the ancient palace opened on its own.

Magnificent, vast!

He felt as if he had become an old minister of the pre-Qin Dynasty, and he was preparing to attend the imperial meeting.

"Come in!"

Lu Qianqian seemed to be afraid, but just gave Zhao Hao an encouraging look.

Zhao Hao nodded and slowly stepped into the hall.

The moment he entered, he felt like time and space were distorted.

Looking towards the main hall, there are many bronze statues of civil and military officials standing in the court hall. Everyone's waist is straight and their eyes are looking up with great solemnity. They look no different from the terracotta warriors and horses in the underground palace.

On the throne, there is also a bronze statue.

He did not sit on the throne, did not wear a mysterious crown, and even wore the armor of a general.

But Zhao Hao could recognize him at a glance, he was Emperor Qin!

In addition to the undisguised aura of a king, there was also the empty scabbard on his waist.
To be continued...